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Heart-Coldness.

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Vorrei voler, Signior.     Fain would I wish what my heart cannot will:             Between it and the fire a veil of ice             Deadens the fire, so that I deal in lies;             My words and actions are discordant still.     I love Thee with my tongue, then mourn my fill;             For love warms not my heart, nor can I rise,             Or ope the doors of Grace, who from the skies             Might flood my soul, and pride and passion kill.     Rend Thou the veil, dear Lord! Break Thou that wall             Which with its stubbornness retards the rays             Of that bright sun this earth hath dulled for me!     Send down Thy promised light to cheer and fall             On Thy fair spouse, that I with love may blaze,             And, free from doubt, my heart feel only Thee!

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